The luminous pearls in the hall shone brightly, illuminating the confusion on Di Yang's face. Chu Mo was silent for a moment before speaking slowly. "My disciple, do you know why your cultivation has progressed so quickly? How you reached the fourth tier in such a short time?"
His own cultivation had progressed quickly too, but that was thanks to the fate-numen blessing. Nor was he alone: none of the cultivators of Fuli's great sects cultivated slowly, provided they received sufficient [law] and [origin spirit].
But Di Yang was different. He had no fortune supporting him. Although Chu Mo had supplied him with considerable resources, his cultivation speed was still far too extraordinary.
"My cultivation is too fast?"
Confusion appeared on Di Yang's face. Clearly, he had never considered this question. He concentrated on it, then bowed his head. "I do not know. Please enlighten me, Master."
Chu Mo said mildly, "Every so often, a being known as a Child of Fortune is born into the world. They possess extraordinary fortune from birth, turning calamity into good fortune and finding auspicious blessings amid disaster. They often find life in the jaws of death, and can even defy heaven and rewrite their fate."
"Are you saying I'm a Child of Fortune, Master?" Di Yang's eyes widened.
"Yes and no." Chu Mo nodded, then shook his head. Before Di Yang could express his confusion, he explained, "More precisely, you also carry an aura that shares its source with the Heavenly Dao."
"The same source as the Heavenly Dao? Who? Me?" Di Yang was even more bewildered.
Chu Mo said, "Do not imagine this is a good thing. You can see what sort of temperament the Eternal Night Heavenly Dao has, and how it treats the living, from those urban legends and taboos.